Lesson 1288 – Where the friggin’ eggs are

In a continuation of the ever popular game – “where are the friggin’ eggs?” – yesterday I spied an egg by a leg of our rabbit hutch.


“Sweetheart, go grab that egg,” I told Emma. Emma dutifully went over to gather the egg, but when she got there she stopped and turned to me.

“Uh, mom, I think you should see this.”

I got up from my chair and walked over preparing myself to see a strange egg or even worse, some kind of creature trying to eat the egg. SNAKE!!!!

When I got there I saw nothing. Just an egg on the ground.

That’s when she said to look closer. I leaned forward and near the egg, I saw this.


And then I picked up the crate and saw this.


Those tricky, tricky ladies – always keeping me on my toes.


Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at Wendy@SimpleThrift.com

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